Real Name God

　　Richard stood looking down at the window constructed by the iron fence. He saw countless rolling mountains and wide rivers, and the scenery was magnificent and beautiful. Outside the glass windows is a smooth and wide metal wall, with faint clouds and mist around, and you can't see the end at a glance. Occasionally, you can see white birds with flapping wings passing through the clouds, gliding among the high and low towers——

The crowd around 　　 was bustling, with noisy chats and laughs and quarrels everywhere. This is the most populous layer of the entire magic tower, it is also a place of complete chaos, but at the same time the most dynamic place. Having spent a long time in the deserted and lonely Rasputin residence like a huge tomb, Richard occasionally missed this downtown environment.

However, during the recent period, his life has been much better than the previous year, and his situation has become pampered. For the time being, there are seductive young ladies and beautiful witches dangling around Richard every day. , Although one can't touch the other and it's hard to touch, it is always good to have a good time.

　　 This is not the first time Richard has come to the bottom. The monthly tax was collected only two weeks ago, but his mood at this time is very different from the last time he came.

　　 A rush of footsteps approached him. Richard turned his head and saw that he was still an acquaintance. He has a thin body and a sullen face, and he is exactly the neighbourhood director who once had a relationship.

Compared with the last time when the clouds were light and breezy in front of the bottom residents, the flexible attitude of bowing in front of him and the deep appearance of the city government, this time the middle-aged wizard’s face was gloomy and gloomy to the point that ordinary people could not approach. Everyone knows that this person's mood is very bad, so that the residents who knew this person's "notoriety" noticed, for fear of being affected by the bastard's ignorant fire, they avoided it far. Leading to that huge floor-to-ceiling window, the wide street that was originally lively and lively, suddenly became empty.

　　 Mr. Supervisor was not in the mood to pay attention to such trivial matters. After all, he even forgot to do the superficial effort in front of the top-level messenger, but hurriedly walked all the way towards the agreed place with his head down.

　　 "My Messenger...Ah!"

　　 The supervisor raised his head, only to notice that Richard's face was a bit familiar, and he subconsciously screamed.

"what happened?"

　　 Richard frowned slightly, showing a very unhappy expression.

　　 Now that he shows this expression, he has a somewhat unrelenting aura. After all, after being a "big man" for two weeks, Richard has been working hard all day not to reveal his identity, and his bluffing acting skills have long been imprinted in his bones.

　　 "Yes, sorry!"

　　 The district supervisor was shocked.

　　 "My Envoy, I didn't expect you to be here this time..."

　　 This rare top-level messenger who did not accept bribes left him quite impressive.

　　 "Stop talking nonsense." Richard waved his hand, pretending to be impatient, "Take me."

　　 Many words must be lost, this is his consistent code of action. It is necessary to show a strong enough attitude in front of such people to make the situation favorable. Richard regretted his previous behaved too gentle.

　　 Although Mr. Supervisor was a little surprised, he was accustomed to the arrogant attitude of the top messenger, so he nodded and immediately turned to lead him.

　　……

　　Although his status has not changed much at this time, Richard in the past certainly did not dare to do such a thing. The reason is that he used to be afraid of being beaten by pretending to be too much. The district director's heart is weak, and he is far inferior to the promising young people living at the top, but he is at least an official rank wizard, and he is more than enough to teach himself. But now Richard is confident.

　　 On the one hand, his guts have been tempered, on the other hand he does have confidence.

　　 Even if he is not a true legendary wizard...

　　 Richard calmly stroked the Magic Book in his arms, and his hand holding the suitcase with the snake stick tightened slightly.

Although his own strength is a level 1 wizard apprentice plus a level 1 knight attendant, the two magic items made by "psychic creation" are equivalent to having two magic masters nearby, and there is also a "prophecy known for their life-saving ability" Domain” and the well-known “mental domain” with weird and hard-to-defend attacks. Except for the threat of facing the "Stepper Wolf", other places on the magic tower and other people are no longer a life threat to him.

　　 "What happened on the street recently?"

　　 Richard asked calmly.

　　 His gaze looked around, and he found that some people had a look of anxiety on their faces. This was something he hadn't seen before.

　　 The living environment of the low-level residents is not good anywhere. The cramped environment, cruel competition, and the exploitation of interests from top schools, associations, and levels of supervisors, cannot trust anyone, they can only rely on themselves. But no matter what, they at least still have hope of climbing. And compared to the slums in the cities on the ground, the underlying order managed by wizards is fairly stable.

　　 But now, this "stable" environment seems to be broken by some "foreign things".

　　 He has the authority to mobilize archive records, and he is aware of the recent abnormal events that have occurred at the bottom of the magic tower. Although there is no guarantee that no people from other schools will come to check the situation, as far as Richard's current situation is concerned, just don't let the people of the Rasputin School come down. Using this as an excuse, he came to the first floor naturally.

　　 But it was an "excus," Richard himself was very interested in what happened here.

　　 He will not forget the plan that Mr. Hanged Man, who was suspected of being a former member of the "Steppenwolf", told him about the plan, which mentioned that "experimental products" that can cause chaos were mixed into the top of the magic tower. Presumably the person behind the abnormal incident was the person or his subordinates. And what the district supervisor knows must be more detailed and closer to reality than what is written on the file.

"I do not know……"

　　Mr. Supervisor felt a headache and rubbed his temples vigorously.

"Oh?"

　　 Richard only raised the volume a little, the thin man subconsciously shrank his shoulders like a bird with a bow, and quickly explained.

　　 "Sorry, my lord, forgive me for my low strength and short-sightedness——"

　　 "Talk about the point."

"I, I know. First, an epidemic spread in a few streets," Mr. Supervisor sighed. "At first no one took this seriously. The bottom of the magic tower has always been open to the outside world. When some rough guys who don't like cleanliness come up, they bring up infectious diseases on the ground. This is normal. There will be so many times a year."

　　 "There are complete quarantine procedures in the ladder, and the wizard is not a mortal who can only yell in bed when he is sick, as long as he refines the corresponding potion."

　　 "The initial symptoms of that epidemic are not bad, but fever, cough, and runny nose, just like a common cold. After drinking the potion that was prescribed to the symptoms, many people quickly healed."

　　 "But no one expected that the situation would take a turn for the worse in the next few weeks..."

　　 Within a few weeks, Richard thought to explain that this cooperation was set before Rasputin died.

"Those who have not been cured can not be cured by any means after that. Surgery, herbs, witches, and folk remedies are all ineffective. These patients are incurable at all, just like they were treated from the very beginning. "Pick it out"," Mr. Superintendent’s voice is low, "and their symptoms have become more and more serious with the passage of day. Some critically ill patients have started bleeding gums, hair loss, skin cracks, and nails falling off. Photophobic, his appearance becomes like a monster, he can only shrink in a dark corner."

　　 Richard could hear a trace of fear in his tone. I think that the other party has seen the appearance of the patient with my own eyes.

"Not only that, it seems that this disease can also affect their mental state. The patients first said that they had headaches, followed by hallucinations from time to time, and finally... they went crazy completely and became very Aggressive. Patients who develop to advanced stages generally have lost their language ability. UUreading www.uukanshu.com will only yell like beasts, and their habits have become the same as bloodthirsty demons in the wilderness. They love living things and Blood food, and biting people with teeth and nails. We have no choice but to tie them all up and imprison them in a dark dungeon."

"Fortunately, this group of people have lost their reason. Although the frontal combat ability is stronger than ordinary soldiers, they have lost the magical ability that wizards are really proud of. So once they encounter it, it is easy to deal with. The problem lies in this. The group of guys hide too much. They always hide in abandoned houses and drains under the streets. And no one knows how many of the seemingly normal people left are potential patients..."

　　 Richard stroked his chin.

　　 He always feels that the setting of this epidemic is very familiar-especially for young people like him living in the 21st century.

　　 "Well, how is the situation now?"

"The'Life Management Committee' has issued an order requesting that the district directors of us join forces to lock down the epidemic area, and then regularly check everyone in the jurisdiction to centralize the management of the sick. We did so, and this really slowed the epidemic. Proliferation is not a permanent solution after all."

　　 "The most important thing is that the life domain wizards who are good at refining potions sent from both sides of the above are also helpless with this disease. Only then did we know that the situation was not right, so we began to ask for support from higher levels."

　　 Mr. Supervisor has bloodshot eyes in his pupils, severe hair loss, and dark circles under his eyes. Obviously, he has not been able to rest well during this period of time. He hesitated for a moment before whispering.

　　 "If this continues, maybe the entire bottom layer will be infected, it will really be over. So to ensure safety, I heard that the ladder system leading to higher levels has been closed, is it true?"